just a scene, nothing more

grass almost everywhere
green pencil lines
desiring the setting sun

three wooden light-posts
and four wooden elm trees
are a natural man made bar graph

there is very little time here
but every fifteen minutes
a bustling train reminds me

in the pond, a large shriveled olive
the center is dark, almost black
and the shores are shiny and verdant

four birds in the sky
or are those planes flying high
no wonder superman was hard to describe

the sky caresses them
pink, white, blue, purple, orange
new bathroom tile, but soft like wool

an open eyed child walks behind
he said that as time goes on
his shadow will get longer

lord knows when this was written, the past

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